Nevil Shute was one of the first American writers to take seriously the prospect of nuclear annihilation. Written sadly after John Hersey’s Hiroshima it spoke to the wishes of the WW2 generation to avert this tragedy by warning about the storm clouds of the Cold War. Writing about the tax and spend obsession on a world of ash obvious in the trillion dollars sucked out of the economy to build war bunker-mania, a commentator whose name I don’t have on hand quoted a politician who said that if a flag were to be planted for a new Adam and Eve after a nuclear holocaust he was determined that it would be an American Flag. The writer begged out, saying it was deranged, but to be very clear, the NAACP is no better. Their tune is a little adjusted. If there is a new Adam and Eve to emerge from a nuclear ash they want it to be the one who the white man still owes a penny. It’s just as meaningless and deranged, and sadly it drives them to distraction with interest and then some.
If the History of the University of Pittsburgh is ever written without recording the era of Dennis Brutus and Ralph Proctor for what it really was, the truth about the AIDS Holocaust will also fall by the wayside. Temple University was screaming bloody murder all over the campus, spitting rage in student faces: Racism isn’t the problem! WHITE RACISM is the problem! They screamed it and screamed it and screamed it and wouldn’t hear anything. It completely drowned out the evidence of their hand in the AIDS assault. It devolved into the blood curdling ravages of the yammer, “THE WHITE! THE WHITE!” for whom they giggled when Rockefeller’s agents from child pornography chimed in, “Let’s have a barbecue.” How did that coalesce so proudly with the secret tapes of Jaime Carbonell directed at the hostage white son of the former Chair for Philosophy of Education at Pitt from his secret coven at CMU? And coalesce with remorseless drug traffic from Dennis Brutus’ Board Member Peter Shell at Thos. Merton Center? By the ploys of South Africa’s Secret Service who was working with The Crown of England and Geffen Corporation to installation Obama and release Mandela as a deal for silence in the AIDS attack. Africa circulated a film on Pitt Campus called, “Xala,” which was impossible to mistake for a message justifying AIDS, and creating a hostile rendering of the search for a private man by generating a sacrificial symbol of the corrupt politician.
Nothing turns on UW like attacking someone who means well. They did it with Pussyball from the Neva Corporation, they did it with child molesters from Warhol, they did it with the KKK, and they did it this morning, to a mortified, traumatized, old, deaf diabetic, with a loose canine, to see me forced to stand on a podium step on a public street. This isn’t just criminally insane actions by Hollywood given to torment, a past-time of foreign Australian Mel Gibson and his barking dacoits. It is far, far deeper. It is the way that the Democratic Party protect their investment in leadership and defend against inquiry in the AIDS attack. You see, it didn’t just happen that UW sociology killed Saoirse and then Jay Inslee bowed out.
The history of this goes back to Pitt in the 1980’s when the Courier ran a letter intoning that the Climate crisis and environmentalism was a conspiracy designed by The WHITE!!!! To cheat the Black Man of his rightful div-vies in Detroit, at best a half-truth, since the Pittsburgh NAACP was in on the AIDS attack long before it actually happened. It may have even been a plan of evil Black genius to save the moral majority. During the lead up to Rodd’s Carbon alliance with Inslee, when Charles Biggs, black, was wowing Larry Gellomini, Italian, with his savvy about cars right off the line, and Colin Powell was in Vietnam covering for the My Lai Massacre, gay men named Ron and Ron with Todd Clark promoted a song called, Flame Over Africa by talking about, well, even now, even knowing Michael Reagan’s favorite scene, I think I have to spare you. Reagan’s titanic wonderboys in nuclear testing and Ford auto emissions were pushing towards the day where Yang could offer survivors pay. The article that CMU Robotics used me, in pre-seizure trance, to plant in Pitt News about allowing such disgruntleds to buy a robot and make the rullah from the automation testifies to the way they unfolded the Global Warming disaster as a luger saying move on from the AIDS attack or else.
Saoirse was murdered to punish resistance to a fait accompli. David McWade, a bizarre Trump type who posed at CMU with Cameron Brown of the NYTimes for their announcement of ripper mayhem being N’dorsed by both Buckley and Bowie, typified Saoirse’s type scornfully as “sheltered.” Nelson Harrison spat hatred at me for reporting mutilation by his favorites in the KKK, “You’re not special!” Inslee’s mission conquered me by targeting an impacted neuroplasm to take as a war bride the girl I loved, raping the girl who taught me sign, a deaf Korean, and then calling it politically Asian to side with the moneybags. King Crimson knew that I didn’t know the neuroplasm they had planted was in there and knew far more to the point that their fanbase couldn’t have cared less. All their prior braying about being morally true and impeccably honest, peckerstance ever-ready to defend HitlerReagan, was put to good effect.
The murder of Saoirse Kennedy isn’t cheered because of her, but because of how the British built the comedy of Simplicimus it refers to around the crime. It is gift to laughter from the disciples of Gramsci who understood the justice of targeting Ryland Crary’s son behind his back to make a parochial point in the war of position at school. It was Penis Gabriel buying a castle on the hill just to knock it down, with empty words of love as false assurance. It was a Borges style hate crime from Argentina.
I do not believe the Kennedys are under obligation to make common cause with me, although I have asked them to investigate in the past. They were entitled to their privacy and I didn’t know that Seercy even existed. I have been determined not to pry. However, I am heart-rended. It is my goal only to show how this served the ego-logic of the assassins as their capstone and to protect my own legacy of resistance to suppression of Freedom of the Press.
